I thought I’d dust off “Tuesday Musings” as it’s been about a month since I last mused, though I think, with all the rain we’ve had so far today, “mud” and not “dust” would more likely be the key word here. It was a treat to sleep in this morning, but my walking took a hit again, and no steps were added to my yearly tally, unless you want to count a few trips from the back of the house to the kitchen.
One of the stories on the news this morning was about animal crackers and how the PETA people succeeded in persuading Nabisco to change the design on the box of Barnum’s Animal Crackers. Now, the animals are displayed as freed, and thus cage-free, rather than traveling in caged boxcars enroute to the Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey Circus, which, as you probably know, closed down a few years ago. Here’s the story: https://www.cbsnews.com/news/nabisco-barnums-animals-animal-crackers-animals-freed-mondelez-international-boxes-get-new-look/
I pity the kids who will never enjoy the circus as I remember it from my youth, and, I loved those cute little animal crackers as well, in fact, so much that I wrote a post about them a few years ago. I’ll skip sending the link to the post because I rambled on about the ugly and sleety weather we were having in late April. On that morning, I had heard the song “Animal Crackers in my Soup” by the late Shirley Temple. Not only did that song evoke a few memories, but it was an earworm for me all day.
So, if you remember these …
… and, if you’ve ever seen a Shirley Temple movie, you’ll probably enjoy this little song which will give you a smile: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cntYIkuthYg
That song took me back to a time of those sweet cookies and a few sweet memories as well.
When I was a toddler, whenever we went grocery shopping, Mom always bought me a box of Barnum’s Animal Crackers. In the store, I’d be holding onto the pale pink string handle that was attached to the oblong red and yellow box that featured circus animals. When we got home and unpacked, and put away the groceries, we’d open the box and pour them out onto a plate, then name all the animal types. Then we’d divide them up and eat them, washed down with a glass of chocolate milk.
Many decades later, one day while grocery shopping, on a lark I bought a box of those same animal crackers, and a carton of chocolate milk. Mom and I did the same thing just like when I was a child, but yes, we skipped the naming of the lions and tigers and bears (oh my!)
It’s good to act like a kid every so often – don’t you think?